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My Grandmother lived in a house near the church in a small town. Between her house and the church was the cemetary. We had to walk from the town center home during summer through the cemetary. My uncle would hide behind the tombstones, jump out and scare the dickens out of me. I ran through there as fast as my little legs would take me. ha... fun memory. Scary too.

Oooooo - where to begin? It was a dark and stormy night.....witches were flying about on their broomsticks. Mother Moon was watching them, hoping that nobody would smack into her. Don't laugh....one Halloween one of the littlest witches really did!

You see, she had just learned to fly that week. So still had a lot of practicing to do. The moon that night was just a slice - just a faint crescent in the sky. Poor Littlest Witch was looking down, trying to see if she could find any real black cats. There were plenty of children dressed as black cats, but the real ones were hiding. So, eyes turned towards the Earth, she wasn't looking and......Smack! Right into Mother Moon's pointy tip. Ouch!

That was last Halloween. And wouldn't you know, this Halloween it was raining. Mother Moon slipped in and out of the clouds, or rather, the clouds floated over her face.....then her back....she suspected they were playing tricks on her. How was she going to light the way for all the little children trick-or-treating for Halloween if those silly clouds kept covering her light?Hmmmmmm. somebody want to finish this story??

My story? There are too many to tell. But you are right: we do all have our story. If you're around someone long enough you hear then tell it over and over in various ways (sometimes the same way), and in how they live. My story is a quest to transcend my story and find new ones.

BUT you might be interested to know that this old house I live in is said to have a ghost.......many people that come here say that they can feel her presence......I am not sure but the house certainly has a feel to it, something you can't quite put your finger on.........I should hasten to add the ghost is friendly.......

Dear Wendy,Fun beginnings.Dear Littlest Witch,No worries. All will be just fine. Sit a spell and have a hot coco.You can help Mother Moon out.Sweep the clouds into this pot.We will empty the pot in the morning while the children are sleeping. All Saints Day is a day of rest anyway.Thank you Wendy.BOO!Sherry

Dear Marnie,I was hoping people would check out the different haunted stories of their area. We have lots of haunted houses in our area. I lived in one for a few months back in the 1970's.Very spooky stuff.~BOO!~Sherry

Dear Cheryl,I would think your ghost is so very happy you are caring for the birds and bugs and creatures that call your area home. I bet she saw the distruction of the land and now so pleased to see the restoration you have done. While she dances once more in the October moonlight please say "Hello" for me.No tricks; all treats,Sherry